Parable about fear, stupidity, unconsciousness and fake web 3.

“We walked along a wide deserted street alone, past an empty building with broken windows, there was no one nearby, and then I heard footsteps from behind …
The steps were slow, someone shuffled their feet on purpose to scare us.
We walk slowly, not in a hurry, and he also slowly follows us … trail in trail …
Maybe turn around and see …?
No, I got goosebumps running down my spine with horror at the thought.
No, it’s too scary, it’s for sure HE, the maniac I’ve always feared. I knew that he would come anyway, appear. And now he is looking out for another victim … Therefore, he does not overtake us …
These shuffling footsteps come closer and closer, I can hear him breathing heavily …
I can already feel how I was sweating all over with sticky horror, he is already near and he is overtaking us, continuing to shuffle his feet.
I dare to look at him …

This is an elderly man about five feet tall, about 70 years old, and he walks with difficulty, short of breath, probably to the nearest grocery store. Time is noon.
How could I come up with such a nightmare?” — my son told me.

“Yes, Yaron, tomorrow, or rather from tonight, is a holiday in Israel, and on such days, demoniacal possession usually intensifies and your demon immediately took advantage of this, trying to bring you into inadequacy and thus completely subjugate you to his will. The main thing is not to immerse yourself in this fake reality or a web, and always think clearly and logically, no matter how difficult it is and turn inward, where there are positive creative energetic worlds, trying to feel them and be on the same wavelength with them.”

“Yes, it looks like it is, Maayan.”

“Yaron, I will go to the pharmacy for a minute, I need a solution for contact lenses, and you better wait while outside. Look what a cute black kitten here!”

“Okay, I’ll wait, and the kitten is really cute.”

“Well, I bought it.”

“Maayan, you have no idea what happened in that couple of minutes while you were gone.”

“So what?”

“The man took that kitten under his arm and ran away with him. It’s amazing.”

“It’s no surprise, Yaron, when demons start fooling people. He probably didn’t understand why he did it. Remember the story with Vijay (“Parable. How unconscious people are manipulated.”)

and that little episode that happened in Antalya (Paranormal Daily Season 2 Episode 6)

We need to completely free ourselves from this fake web, which began to be activated after receiving recharge, and for this we need to completely stop reacting to all these stupid fake ideas, but just be reasonable and do exclusively our own business, without losing for a minute control over our thoughts and actions. Do you remember how many times strange events happened to you when you were waiting for me near the store? “

“Yes, of course I remember. It’s probably already been 10 times.”

“I think it’s all analogous.”

“Yaron, did you try to book us an appointment at the Consulate again this morning? Now, unfortunately, it is already late, evening, the holiday has begun and tomorrow it will not work.”

“Yes, of course, Maayan. I booked.
Hello! Erev tov! The call from the phone of the Consulate, it is Yuf, who sent the request we need to Beer Sheva the day before yesterday. He says the answer has come.”

“Yaron, do you understand that the Consulate cannot work now?”

“Yes, I understand. But he says the Consul wants to talk to us.”

“Hang up, I’m tired of this theater of the absurd. You yourself understand that the demons were just activated.”

“Of course. Good. Maayan, a call is again.
Look, now the prime minister is calling … now the defense minister … and now the commander-in-chief …
I certainly don’t pick up the phone.
Maayan, lastly I was told the now traditional ending phrase “Ha-ha! You are fool!”

“Everything is as usual, nothing fundamentally new.

Tired of it! Enough!

Goodbye fake web!

Hello Life!”

Parable 6 How unconscious people are manipulated.

“Why didn’t they make him tell them the address where he put the missing guys?” – I asked.

“Thomas completely turned off, he was apparently pumped up with alcohol and drugs to the limit and it was already completely useless to talk to him.
And the phone was blocked.
The Georgian woke up 2.5 hours later and, as if nothing had happened, went home. This was reported by the security guard in the cafe.
Atharv and his Turkish friends are shocked by the lack of motive for the crimes committed.” – Vijay told us in a tired voice.

When my son and I came from the grocery store at lunchtime on Tuesday, the owner of our house, as usual, was engaged in house improvement, he talked about his plans for economic affairs, and how he did business in Trabzon (Turkey) many years ago, but the expression in his eyes was quite aggressive.

It was a strange conversation. I spoke to him, trying to understand and put in my head at least some logical picture of what was happening.

And on Wednesday, July 7, at lunchtime, we decided to go to the Indian store again, to find out the news about the missing.

Vijay looked sad and tired.

“Hi! Someone broke the store door last night.
Moreover, the burglar was apparently very arrogant and inept, he made a lot of noise, trying to break the door, and alarmed the residents of the neighboring houses, who in the morning began to ask in the shops next to ours about what happened at night.
To fix the door, I had to call the master, and then I found a bug with a friend, which was apparently the target of the cracker.

The Turks who arrived, with the help of a police officer they knew, managed to figure out the address by phone number and they found that shed with traces of the life of my missing friends, but they themselves were no longer there.
The Turks examined 4 dachas belonging to a Georgian, his wife and his deceased mother, but they did not find the guys, but they saw many objects indicating that something terrible was happening there – handcuffs, something like leashes, apparently intended for people, traces of blood and many other things, which, I’m afraid to even suggest, because they said that they told me only 10 percent of everything they saw.
One of the Turks who arrived was just from Trabzon, where Thomas lived and did business in the 90s. The Turk said that this Georgian is still hanging on their stand of wanted criminals and Turkey was seeking his extradition.”

Vijay and a friend Gouda who came to see him invited us, in case of problems or even just like that, to move to live with them in a hostel.

“Food is free there, vegetables and fruits are always there.
And my mom cooks very tasty. Come, we will be glad.” – said Vijay’s friend and suddenly smiled broadly.

“We are very grateful to you for such an offer.
But let’s hope for a positive development of the situation.” – we answered and left the store.

“Thank you, of course, a very nice offer. But the story is somehow delusional, there are too many horrors. Maybe all this is a lie?
But how did they know then that Thomas lived and worked in Trabzon and that his mother had recently died?” – I asked my son.

“It’s not clear” – he replied.

A parable. How unconscious people are managed. Part 5.

It was the beginning of the eleventh o’clock in the evening, my son and I were already going to bed when we saw that a bright light was on in the garage and literally a minute later it went out and we heard the noise of a car driving away.

“Usually that late Thomas doesn’t go anywhere” – the son said.

“Let’s better focus on our business. Good night, my dear!” – I replied.

The next day, Monday afternoon, we went to the Indian store.

Vijay looked very tired and worn out.

“Hello! I could not sleep all night, all these recent events are so difficult. Vihaan is in intensive care, his condition is still serious, friends are dissappeared. I don’t understand why everything is so cruel?
The police said that my missing friends boarded bus route 16, which runs across the south beach to the Turkish border. I find it hard to believe. Why would they do this?”

“And yet” – he added – “Atharv left for here, several Turkish men from Istanbul will also come, including two brothers who rent apartments in the center of Istanbul and own a hotel in the area where there are many mosques. The elder brother is a big man in the literal sense of the word, that is, he is very tall, and the younger brother has not grown up to him, but has taken place in business.”

We had already left the store and walked a little, when suddenly we stopped, simply dumbfounded with surprise, “Is it really Erol and Emre?”

Emre

Those brothers from whom we rented an apartment? The Erol who, according to the fake story, was kidnapped? That Emre from whose phone number, his voice, did the fake tell us so many horrors? (See more Unexplained episodes in everyday life. Season 2. Episode 2 Scary tales told at night. Part 2)

Is it possible such a coincidence that they come from Istanbul, almost thirty million city?
Unlikely…

We just have posted a new post and heard Vijay’s call.

“Hi! Yesterday Atharv and the guys from Turkey arrived, they went together in search of the guys and Thomas. They went to the police, to a familiar policeman – a Turk, and he told them the addresses of all the apartments and land plots of the owner of your house.
And they drove out of town, where there was a large land holding of a Georgian.
On the road, several cars ahead, they seemed to have seen his car, but due to heavy traffic, they could not catch up with it. Frustrated, they drove into a Turkish cafe.

Sat there to rest and relax a bit, and again went in search. Having somewhat lost his attentiveness after drinking a beer in a cafe, the driver did not notice a broken bottle on the road and punctured the tire.

They had to look for the nearest tire fitting. The tire was changed there, but the employee had no change and he said that he was going to change a bill in a cafe nearby. And before that he was shown a photograph of the wanted person.

The worker went to a cafe, successfully changed money, and suddenly in the open door of the toilet at the exit he saw a man sitting in a booth. He compared it with the photo and realized that he is wanted and began to shout loudly “He is here! Come here!”

The Turks and Atharv immediately ran and saw a Georgian, smeared with lipstick in an almost unconscious state, sitting on the toilet in a booth with an open door.

They tried to get an answer from him why he poisoned Vihaan and where the disappeared guys were, but he was already in a state of some kind of half-delirium and the only thing they managed to find out was that the guys were alive.

Why and why were they imprisoned there?

Why was Vihaan poisoned?

From the lack of logic and horror of what happened, the brain explodes!”

But is all that truth? Since we don’t have any proves of Vijay words.

To be continued…

A parable. How unconscious people are managed … Part 3.

I felt uncomfortable with such an answer from I. I absolutely could not understand what caused such an inadequate, in my opinion, reaction, both to the story about a 125-year-old Indian, and to my note. Of course, I.’s phone for Vijay is completely unnecessary, all he wanted was to be left alone. What measures is he going to take? I told him that I did not tell anyone him number, and he himself called the Indian store and it looks like our communication ended forever.

On Saturday afternoon, while we were having lunch in the gazebo in the yard, Vijay called.

“Hello! Thomas came again this morning.

I’m starting to change my opinion for the better. He also apologized for the incident and offered his help in finding the missing guys.
When he arrived, my friend Vihaan was in my store, whose brother Atharv runs a fairly large business in cooperation with the Turks in Tiflis.

Vihaan said that he, too, could not stand aside, and we both gladly agreed to the offer of the owner of your house, to go to the port and look for traces of our disappeared friends there.
We drove around the entire territory of the port, but did not find any clue. Yes, I almost forgot, Thomas gave me a box of plums. But I don’t take food gifts, my friend took it.”

My son and I looked at each other, remembering how strange those plums looked on a plate in the morning.

“Yeah, it looks like Thomas has not only plums growing in the village, but also some kind of dope. And it is quite possible that he pumped by them plums.
Tell Vijay not to eat them” – I said. And the son conveyed it to him.

“Okay, I’ll try to get in touch with my friend now” – Vijay replied.

About 15-20 minutes after this conversation, we heard the gate open and saw the owner of our house.
“Did you eat the plums from my bowl that I left you in the morning?” – he asked us.

“Yes” – I replied.

By the evening, my son and I had a distinct feeling of some kind of turbidity enveloping us, views of our blog also dropped sharply, people seemed to have ceased to see it.

What’s happening? Need to do something. And we need to find out how Vijay is doing, lately we seem to be somehow connected with this Indian for an incomprehensible reason for us.

“Hello Vijay! How are you, what news?” – asked the son
“There is news.
When I returned to the store, I saw that under the door there was a note “This is a gift for you, b*tch!”

I looked at the cameras, Thomas put it down.
The postman came, he brought a fine for incorrect parking of the car of the owner of your house. He parked the car at a bus stop, which is right next to the store and apparently some bus driver did not like it, he took a picture of the car and sent a complaint.
Interestingly, the first time he vandalized the store, he was here for about forty minutes, and the second – he was here only five minutes.
So – the photo was taken on his second visit and in the photo he is kissing that woman in a short skirt.”

I didn’t mention, but it better be told, in the first part of the episode, that Vijay saw on the video camera that Thomas was not alone to apologize, with him was a woman of about 35 in a very short skirt, high heels, with brightly painted lips with whom he was kissing, getting out of the car.

“And some very unpleasant facts came to light.
Atharv called, brother of Vihaan, who took Thomas’s plums.
I tried to call him, but apparently it was too late, he did not pick up the phone.

So Atharv said that he was called from the police and said that they found Vihaan lying unconscious on the side of the road, next to him were several plums and that same half-empty box.

“This is awful” – we reacted.

“And one more thing” – Vijay said.

To be continued…